You’re busy, I’m busy.  So I keep these blog posts to five pithy paragraphs, all thoughts nicked from the newsroom I work in every week.  Thanks for taking an interest.

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It was all my idea, because I love showing enthusiastic young people around TV newsrooms.  Erin, nearly 10, and her brother Calum, nearly 8, had watched a video clip of me reading the news that their father had shown them, to embarrass me, when we came round for a meal in the middle of August.  They were so curious that I found myself saying to their parents: “Well, if you’ve got a couple of free hours this week, I’m on news reading shifts — so do drop in and take a look.”

I have done this many, many times — the BBC’s rule is that they remain supervised, and my rule is that the children are interested in the first place.  But this time, something struck me for the first time.  The kindness of my colleagues.  And that, I reckon, must play a part in building better working relationships in any environment.

A picture editor who I’ve always loved working with fired up some editing kit she’d just shut down ahead of her break, to show them how our news reports are built with different sound and video tracks.  She then let them have a go, smiling that her kids had been intrigued at that age too.  The producer of the programme answered all the children’s questions warmly, and it occurred to me that I wasn’t entirely sure whether he was a father himself.  And then, in the news gallery (the cockpit of the newsroom where there are as many buttons to press as there once were raspberry ruffles in a Woolworth’s Pick’n’Mix) I made a real discovery myself.

The sound engineer showed the children — and me — the Bong Button.  This is the button that is pressed to add drama to the news headline sequence, issuing forth a ‘bong’ between each headline.  I have been reading headlines now for 19 years, and had no idea such a button existed.  Imagine my delight when, once Erin and Calum had pressed it, I was granted permission to press it too.  Ed mentioned that he loved working in sound because he composed music in his spare time.  Hmm, I thought.  I did know that, but I’d forgotten.

Erin and Calum left that afternoon bubbling with stories of a teleprompter they were able to read off, buttons they were allowed to touch (supervised, of course) and people whose units of productivity were ‘stories’.  I left with an insight into my colleagues that day-to-day routines routinely preclude, and a belief that the next time we work together, we’ll work even better as a result.  I also now know where those bongs come from each evening.  And all because we got some kids in.

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If you’d like your team to work, think and laugh a little faster, give me a call to see if my Newsroom Bootcamp workshop might fit the bill.  Or come along to my next ticketed event in November, and try it for yourself!

You’re busy, I’m busy.  So I aim to keep these blogs to five pithy paragraphs.  Thanks for taking an interest.

My friend Juliette with a little girl in Kabubbu

Abigale Spree, missing from Rainham since 22 July

A thought about focussing on the actual point of why you’re doing what you’re doing. 

Do you sometimes lose sight of what you’re trying to do in the first place?  I’ve done it twice this week.

The first time was this weekend, when my husband Henry and I opened our garden to raise funds for the Quicken Trust, a charity based in East Sussex that is doing mind-boggling things (building homes, schools, a health centre, providing water and the internet) in Kabubbu, a village in Uganda.  We’ve volunteered there ourselves, so know what is at stake.   Several thousand miles away, our garden is (though we say it ourselves) a startlingly large hidden Victorian gem on the Brighton seafront, and in previous years we’ve rustled up about £800 for Kabubbu village from generous tea and cake hungry visitors.

We opened at 11am, but it wasn’t until about 2pm I realised what I was allowing to happen.  All the chatter, curiosity and flattery was about our secret garden.  I’d done next to nothing to quietly hand out the leaflets, point out the Ugandan craft on sale, and talk about the bare vegetable gardens of Uganda.  At this point the rains came and the visitors didn’t, but I made sure I did things a little differently the next day.

The second time was yesterday, in the TV newsroom.  I was overseeing a rather alarming report about Abigale Spree, a 15 year old girl who’s been missing from Rainham for nine days.  Our report used, with the family’s blessing, some tearful interviews from her aunt and father, and shots of posters being put up in North Kent.  But when I checked through the report shortly before broadcast at 10.25pm, I realised something was wrong.  We hadn’t used as many close up pictures of Abigale herself as we could have, in a news report that had a duty to inform.  Thankfully, we had time make the change.

So next time I’m preparing a special event or compiling a report, I’ll try harder to remember why I’m actually doing it, and what I hope its outcome might actually be.

Kent Police are keen to hear from anyone who can help with their enquiries about Abigale — more details here.   The Quicken Trust is based in Hailsham, East Sussex, providing support for the village of Kabubbu, north of Kampala.